Kayleeism

So Regan was napping and Kaylee was just doing her thing. You know her cute taking care of all her babies being an awesome little mama thing. I look up to say something to her (honestly don’t remember what…), and she says this, “Shhh Mom! I feeding my baby.”

That’s when I noticed she never did put her jammie pants back on after a bathroom trip and was indeed nursing her baby in her shirt and panties.

I of course had to take a picture. And as I was getting the camera she decided that she needed to show me how to nurse two babies. We have not seen any twins being nursed EVER so I don’t know how she figured out that it’s possible.

Oh, and I especially love how the original (the smaller) baby is under her arm pit and modestly being covered up with her baby burp rag.

bleh….

So being the “awesome” Mama that I am. I decided to just bring one can of Regan’s formula down with us for the weekend. I had an internal debate, a can lasts 3 days and we were only going to be gone for 2 1/2. Well we of course we ran out! Of course!

So I swung by the grocery store on my way back from shopping with My Mom and Kaylee (fun times). They only had the really big $30 cans of soy formula. Soy was the plan to try next. I really didn’t feel like spending $30 on something he may only use once or twice depending on his reaction to it. So I decided to bite the bullet and try Goats milk.

Lately I have felt like “EVERYONE” has been telling us to try goats milk. Well lovely people goats milk is NOT good. I mean it tastes fine. However five minutes after Regan had his one and only bottle (6 oz) he started making a funny face and a noise with his throat (like a cat with a hair ball situation). Then we noticed his hivey lips. And then splotchy skin and the swelling started! Uggggggg! He was scratching everywhere by this point.

I of course forgot the benadryl! Really!? Double uggggg! So Jon did the math and cut one of Mom’s benadryl pills. Regan ate it up concealed nicely in a spoonful of rice cereal. We kept a close eye on him for a while. (yes I cried about it all) He is still splotchy, but otherwise seems fine. Unless you count the puking and extra Butt vomit.

Oh, and Kaylee’s body does not like goats milk either! We decided to use goats milk when making corn bread muffins. Well itching and puffy lips for her too. Happy birthday to me!

My gifts included: Regan taking a nap in my arms (very rare & much loved). And Kaylee giving me a mani/pedi. Jon gave me cash!!! So I went shopping! I am in LOVE with what I got. I’ll share pictures later. I also got spoiled by everyone else. It was a great Birthday weekend. You know, minus the allergies.

….next year I’ll be dead.

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(Kaylee was so very kind to blow my candles out for me.)

Abuela Cristina (in Spanish): “It was nothing. But this is the last year, because next year I’ll be dead.”
Me: “Promises, promises…” (give her a hug and kiss and tell her THANK YOU!)

This is the conversation I’ve had with my Abula for the last 11 or so years. It’s a lovely Birthday conversation really. Mom says she’s been saying she’s going to die next year since my Mom can remember. So as you can imagine it’s had to take her seriously.

Every year my Abuela and Mom make a feast for family and friends for my birthday dinner. It’s awesome! We have Pupusas. They are SO yummy. If you have never had them… well you are missing out big time.

Menu:
Pupusas (and all their fixins)
Blueberry pie
lemon pie
chocolate pie (for those who like that sort of thing)

We had my feast a day early so we could be extra lazy on Sunday and just drink in the conference talks. They were all so good this year. I feel like I get more out of the talks now that I’m a mama. I hope everyone had a lovely conference weekend.

A big thank you to everyone who came to help me eat!

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